Chapter 850

Burning the road, in exchange for the king of the road under the ultimate power state, the power of his "road Yongchang" magic power has really touched the level of destroying the sky and destroying the earth, enough to completely erase everything.

He raised his hand and pressed it forward, taking the position under him as the core. The whole burning holy mountain trembled violently and the mighty power surged out.

At this time, the space is shaking, and huge cracks appear again and again, which are like a spider's Web spreading rapidly outwards, like a large web unfolding, and falling straight to the ancient people's consciousness.

In the face of Daojun's all-out attack, the ancient people's consciousness looks dull. Instead of breaking out the power to fight, he carries his hands on his back and looks up at the shaking sky.

At the next moment, the concussion of the sky seems to be hit hard. It is broken in the loud noise, and countless pieces are flying around!

The huge bloody face came across, facing the falling "big net" and making a deep roar. The roar was composed of countless voices. It was full of pain and despair, which seemed to integrate all the negative emotions in the world.

Under this roar, Dao Jun's "Da Dao Yongchang" attack, which was released by burning Da Dao, collapsed and dissipated directly. The lofty holy mountain surrounded by the flame was violently shaken, and the spirits and spirits screamed in pain, and their bodies were broken and dissipated.

On the throne, Daojun's eyes were a little dim. Looking at the bloody face that came to the ancient people's consciousness, he said with emotion: "the ancient people's powerful means unexpectedly predicted today's situation many years ago and left this behind."

"But the heaven and earth road is dominated by the reincarnation of yin and Yang. Everything has its own way of balance. Are you not afraid to be jealous of Heaven Road by such cruel means, and ultimately not be good at the situation?"

The ancient people's consciousness said: "we created them by taking our own blood and gave them hundreds of thousands of years of inheritance. Today, we just take them back, and we have no fault. If you want to be hated by heaven, then let it hate you, and what can I do for you! "

At this moment, the ancient people all show their kingly posture, standing horizontally between the heaven and the earth, just like Optimus Prime.

Heaven and earth are silent!

Powerful as the king of Tao, hateful as a puppet, they seem to have been robbed of the mind.

In a silence, Qin Huan, who was far away from the edge of the space, was not striking at all, like a small stone in the endless beach on the edge of the river.

But no one knows that there are countless emotions tumbling and surging in the chest of this "stone". Once it is exploded, it will make the river roll down, and the sun and the moon will not shine!

At the first sight of the broken sky and the bloody face, Qin Huan determined its identity through mutual induction.

Juling clan

This ethnic group with a heavy mission is being used mercilessly from beginning to end, and is finally destroyed in the hands of their creators.

Maybe it can be regarded as a reincarnation But Qin Huan couldn't do this because he had contact with them personally. The Juling people are not impassive puppets and tools, they are living creatures with their own emotions and wills.

To release them in the name of the ancient people is to hope that the Juling people can get rid of their tragic fate But as a result, Qin Huan still failed to save them.

Even though he didn't see the process of blood color gathering with his own eyes, Qin Huan was also sure that all the great spirits in the world had disappeared. The figure of the girl named sweet potato comes to mind. She is dead now

Qin Huan was very angry at this moment, though he had only several contacts with the Juling people and could not talk about being close to each other.

Killing itself is not evil. Since he really stepped into the cultivation Road, his hands have been covered with blood. Although he is not sure that he has no enemies, there are reasons for killing all his people.

The ancient people's awareness of today's actions, perhaps in his view, has touched the bottom line of Qin Huan. However, Qin Huan, who was touched by the bottom line, still chose to suppress.

He sympathizes with the trolls, but he will not destroy his plan for them and jump into the attack range of the ancient people in advance.

After all, people are close and far away from each other.

Boom -

the puppet's body suddenly erupts into a rolling black cloud, which is like a large amount of ink injected with clear water, quickly rendering and spreading.

The whole field of vision is dark for a moment. As darkness comes to cover everything, the puppet breath inside the darkness disappears quickly and seems to blend in.

I hated the puppet who could not die together with the ancient people. After seeing the situation clearly, I chose to escape.

Yes, the puppet at this time is running away.

In the long time, the will of the gods trapped in the puppet's body has indeed been regretted more than once. But he did not want his own destruction, but was swallowed up and assimilated by others. This meaningless and tragic ending was unacceptable to him.

So it's going to run.

As long as we avoid this moment, there is bound to be a war between Daojun and the ancient people, and it will have a chance to hide in the dark.

If you can make a profit, you may not only survive, but also reap unimaginable gains - such as the body of dragons, such as the powerful soul of dragons, even Daojun Avenue, the body of ancient people

There is no living thing willing to embrace death if there is still a light in life. This is the eternal truth.But unfortunately, the ancient people will not let it go, because part of the dragon soul is now locked in the puppet body.

The integrity of the dragon soul is an important part of the ancient people's plan, and it is not allowed to exist at any point, even if it is extremely incomplete.

"Many years ago, I broke into the endless black abyss, experienced decades of war, and personally beheaded a Dark Lord." When the ancient people spoke, his body began to move. He raised his hand to the deep darkness, clenched his five fingers tightly, and then thundered down. "So, playing with the power in the dark field in front of me is meaningless."

Daojun suddenly put out his hand, bright and dazzling light, propped up a torrent before the dark, "do your best, how far you can escape."

Not long ago, he was still trying to destroy the puppet, but now he had to help it escape from the attack of ancient ethnic groups. It's not too much to say that nature makes people, but this is the reality.

There is no permanent enemy, only a constant assessment of the situation over time, and powerful beings are particularly good at this.

The ancient consciousness sneers, "Dao Jun, you overestimate your own strength. Do you really think that you can block me?"

The torrent of holy light was violently shaken, and then it was broken. It was like a giant dragon cut off by its back, rolling and rapidly dissipating.

The darkness was thrown away directly, and the rolling waves spread out rapidly. Although it was still dark inside, people could not see what happened, but the painful howl from the puppet was enough to make people feel the horror of the ancient people's fist.

The tumbling darkness quickly broke away, and the lost puppet emerged. Its chest sank deeply, and countless tiny cracks spread around every corner of the puppet.

These cracks are like shackles, holding the puppet in place and unable to move a little.

The ancient people's consciousness looked up and their eyes fell on Daojun. "Now, after you are solved, all obstacles will disappear."

Daojun suddenly stepped back and stepped on the ground. The space trembled and fluctuated, but he knew that he could not escape. So his action at the moment was not to break away - it was to open up a direct access for some people.

In the space tremor, a group of friars roared out, and their eyes fell on the super dragon suppressed in the black hole in an instant.

"My Lord!"

The leader of the shadow clan exclaimed. His eyes were red at the moment. He could clearly feel the horror of the ancient clan. The body instinctively trembles with fear, but the surging emotion from the deep heart overwhelms the reason instantly. He growls, "the shadow family is dying for our Lord. Kill!"

All shadow families in the whole team follow him, like moths fighting fire.

As the ancient people's consciousness flicks, the space suddenly shakes. The people of the shadow family rush in, just like the reflection in the water is directly erased, directly disappeared, and there is no powder left.

He frowned slightly and looked at Daojun. "Is it meaningful to open up a channel for such a group of wastes and waste power?"

Dao Jun said lightly: "I am in a desperate situation. If there is any possibility, I should try it." As soon as his eyes brightened, "now that people have arrived, where is the turning point you are talking about?"

At the moment, his eyes fell on the suppressed super dragon.

In response to Dao Jun, a loud dragon chant, silent Luan Jia, was shattered by the sudden outbreak of power.

Her face is pale, her eyes are scared, she is surrounded by invisible power and flies out. The Dragon shadow in her brow and heart emerges, which reflects the Dragon shadow flying around her and roars angrily towards the ancient people's consciousness.

Dragon soul!

Zhou Li's body has integrated into it. Finally, there is a trace of dragon soul!

Daojun frowned, and now he realized that the ancient people's consciousness had a strong demand for the integrity of the dragon soul.

Now, why does super dragon take the initiative to bring this woman here?

Repent, hope to use this way, in exchange for the ancient people's forgiveness? No way. They shouldn't be so stupid.

Or for another reason?

Daojun is not eager to make a statement. His eyes are fixed on the ancient people. As expected, the brows of each other are slightly wrinkled.

But this nun's accomplishments are not worth mentioning, and she has no strong breath. Obviously, her origins are all ordinary.

How can she scare the ancient people?

"Master, you need to swallow up the whole of us, so I will bring this woman to the master for disposal."

"But one thing I need to tell the master in advance is that the soul of the woman is connected with the soul of the dragon. Once it is separated, it will wither away. That is to say, when you devour us, you will also kill her directly. "

"You think I will care about a woman's life and death?" the ancient people said with an expressionless brow

"Of course, the master doesn't care, but there are always other people who don't want her to die." He turned his head hard, and Longmu locked Qin Huan far away, and slowly said, "I think you have no objection to this."

"We die, she dies together, want to save her, stop host!"